June 7th, 2006


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Last night I was re-reading The Glass Lake, by Maeve Binchy, and I noticed this:

     Like those fishermen over in the West of Ireland who went out in frail boats to fish in the roaring Atlantic, and they all wore different kinds of jumpers so they would know whose family it was when a body was found. Each family had its own stitch. Complicated and perverse, Dr. Kelly thought. Why hadn't they taught the young fishermen to swim?

Yeah, um... suddenly I have absolutely no interest left in knitting Aran sweaters. Just, ick.

I don't actually know if it's true or not; I thought I'd make a fuss on LJ before I bother looking anything up on Google.


Why the frick don't we do that more often? And, you so know that it is a major RACE on knitting shawls around this here town! that made me guffaw out loud....you so funny
Maybe I will start another one just to smoke you guys ;o)